Chapter One

Remy sat on a small stool waiting for someone. Rogue had gone to the store and he eagerly awaited the return of either her or the goods she had fetched.

'Sorry mes amis, Remy 'as to get some supplies. Be back shortly'

'Sugah why don' yah let me go get those 'supplies' for yah, ah'll die if ah don' get outta here soon! All this screamin's doin' mah head in!'

'If y' want to Chère…..y' know what Remy likes, non?'

'Of course ah do! Ah ain' stupid yah know!'

Rogue motioned subtly with her hand a mimic of Remy smoking. He silently nodded, and watched as she hastily left the room cramming an apple in her already overflowed bag. She didn't agree with him smoking, but she was not in a fit state to ague with him she had a really bad migraine and by volunteering she hoped that the freezing cold would help clear it or freeze the pain.

Remy was waiting and he knew that Rogue would return shortly from the store, it was a winter's day, early in the morning. Most of the students as a result of the cold were either in bed hiding from it and anticipating a day of staying wrapped a warm blanket, or they were down in the kitchen fighting over who could have the last bowl of steaming porridge or the last dregs of the coffee. Remy was only interested in one thing where Rogue was.

Remy stood and walked quickly but with a stance that showed a strong sense of urgency, towards the front door of the mansion. Opening the door, a blast of freezing air blew in from the outside world, a feeling of a connection between him and Rogue was suddenly in his mind, he realised something, whether it was that reason or just the cold crisp air bringing him to his senses that Rogue was in danger!

Logan was standing near the doorway of the kitchen, watching as the children fought over the food and many an argument brewed over the subject once again of the lack of hot food. He sighed; this was going to be a day like every winter weekend, full of squabbling and boredom. Suddenly something caught his eye; it was the Cajun! Despite a small loathing of this particular man, he was glad to have seen something new and exciting to take his attention away from the kitchen. He seemed in a hurry, Logan stared at him for a few minutes, watching as he went clambering up the stairs two at a time. Logan then wandered off to where he had first seen Remy emerge from, near the front door.

Remy was worried now, to have felt such a strong feeling made certain that something was going to happen, and in his aching heart he hoped that it had not already become fate. Sprinting as fast as he could, he ran up the stairs to check that Rogue hadn't slipped in the back way and gone straight up to her room. Without any respect for privacy he barged through the doorway into Rogue and Kitty's room, an alarmed Kitty sprung up from her bed where she was planning on spending most of the morning.

'What do you think your doing?! Some of us are sleeping in here!'

Remy left the room now in desperation. He decided to check the girls bathroom, he was in enough trouble as it was. He ran along the corridor and burst through the door. An embarrassed face could be seen on the face of a young girl, wearing only a towel.

'I'm sorry Jubilee um……sorry!' he ran off down the corridor also highly embarrassed thinking /Wow she sure 'as developed, if I were older she would be nice!/ a small smirk appeared on his face, but was quickly gone as he remembered the situation. He jumped down the stairs as quickly as he could still hearing Kitty's cries of protest at his uninvited entry into her room, no doubt wondering if Logan will take this as an opportunity to get his fun and torture him about the problems of being in girls rooms. He sprinted through the door not stopping or letting his step falter once as he fastened up his long brown trenchcoat as he faced the strong icy wind. He did not hear the sound, or see the shadow but suddenly the thief was pushed to the ground,

'Non, non, non!!' he screamed as he was struggling to escape the grasp of his pursuer, knowing full well that time was not a necessity especially for Rouge.